what a scorched city

Holden 2022-04-23 07:01:53

The point of deduction is that the subtitle translation is too rubbish, and the Arabic part depends on understanding. Slow rhythm + face blindness, so I felt sleepy at first.

Two space-time lines, advancing layer by layer, clear the clouds and see the sun. The great thing is that it reflects the sadness brought about by issues of ethnicity, religion, and war, as well as the loneliness and helplessness of wandering women, the brilliance and ugliness of human nature, and the family, love, and peace that life has been looking for. Good idea.

In the desert, where I tried to save a little girl in a bus, but failed, I felt both expected and unexpected.

The ending is shocking. After I reacted, it was still difficult for me to calm down until I watched the movie for a long time.

A film that can't be spoiled, and a film that gets 8.6 is not for nothing.

What a scorched city.

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  • Raegan 2021-11-28 08:01:20

    The inability to explain the mother's motives for doing this makes the final theme expression of the whole movie seem absurd. The whole process of searching is actually a process of continuously digging out hatred. Where is the so-called love? There was almost no explanation to the mother's first lover. The film chased the peculiarities of the plot too much, but it greatly weakened the intensity of criticism. The mother was nothing more than passing on the hatred in her heart to the twins.

  • Marion 2022-03-25 09:01:08

    "My loves, where does your story begin? At your birth? Is so, it begins in horror. At the birth of your father? Then it begins in a great love story."

Incendies quotes

  • Soldier/Security Guard: Good morning, beautiful.

    Nawal Marwan: Good morning.

    Soldier/Security Guard: You want to go out with us Thursday night?

    Nawal Marwan: No.

    Soldier/Security Guard: Friday?

    Nawal Marwan: No.

    Soldier/Security Guard: Saturday?

    Nawal Marwan: No.

    Soldier/Security Guard: [shouting] We are very patient!

    Nawal Marwan: So am I.

  • Notary Jean Lebel: Will of Mrs. Nawal Marwan... To Notary Jean Lebel: Bury me with no casket, no prayers, naked, face down, away from the world. Stone and epitaph. I want no gravestone, nor my name engraved anywhere. No epitaph for those who don't keep their promises. To Jeanne and Simon: Childhood is a knife stuck in your throat. It can't be easily removed. Jeanne, Mr Lebel will give you an envelope. The envelope is for your father. Find him, and give it to him. Simon, the notary will give you an envelope... The envelope is for your brother. Find him, and give him the envelope. When the envelopes have been delivered you will be given a letter. The silence will be broken, a promise kept, and you can place a stone on my grave and on it engrave my name in the sun.